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shadowhiveThe Black
Pairing: Ben Bruce/Jyrki, Pi Stoffers
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Rubber, boot kink
Notes: ok so I thought if two vague Ben prequel ideas and decided to go with this one, but it kinda got away from me a little bit. Oops. Partially inspired by this art?. (I really need a Ben icon) hopefully I’ll do one of my WIPs next before being distracted by the sequel idea to this or a Sleep Token thing (which is definitely happening)
The one bad thing about being a touring musician, at least in Ben’s opinion, was that you never actually got to see anything of the places you’d visit. Between travel, setting up, sound check, shows and meeting fans, there really wasn’t much of a chance to see anything.
So now that he had left Asking, at least for a bit, he’d decided to change that.
He’d made a list of places they’d visited, then used a random up number generator to decide on his first location.
And that’s how he ended up here, in Helsinki in Finland. Thankfully he’d timed his visit for the summer so it wasn’t cold, which meant he’d be able to explore the city. After spending a few days sightseeing, visiting the market and some of the museums, he’d decided it was time to sample the city’s nightlife.
He’d ended up visiting The Riff, a bar that the guys had told him about when they toured here. It was a nice place, keeping with the theme of the name there were various records on the walls. At his position at the bar he could see a wall of Polaroid photos and he recognised some of the people in them, including some of the idiots from his own band.
He smiled at the sight, feeling a little wistful as he took a swig from his drink. He hadn’t been out of the band for very long, not even a year, but he did miss them. He missed their antics, their dumb jokes, but most importantly he missed their company. He let out a sigh, finishing his drink and he was about to ask for another when he saw a guy head towards a back door.
He’d seen people go in and out that door all night. At first he’d assumed it was to the bathrooms, but then he’d saw someone go into the actual toilets through a completely different door. They weren’t staff either, at least they didn’t appear to be, instead they seemed to be customers. In fact that last guy didn’t even get a drink, just went straight through.
He waved over the bartender who smiled broadly at him. “Want another drink?”
“Actually…” Curiosity had gotten the better of him so he decided to ask. “I was just wandering, what’s the deal with people going through that door?” He nodded his head in that direction, not wanting to draw too much attention by pointing.
The bartender looked over where he was indicating and then grinned. “Oh that. My friend has a special exhibit downstairs.” That only increased his curiosity. Maybe it was some sort of new up and coming artist or something, but why hold an exhibit at a bar? And why wasn’t there any indications of it at the bar? Then again, perhaps it was the first day, or some sort of exclusive preview. “Would you like to see?”
He had no idea what this was going to be, but part of the reason for doing this was to experience new things. “Yeah, ok.”
The bartender grinned and clapped his hands together. “It’s meant to be exclusive, so I’m going to have to charge, but I like you. How’s €10 sound?”
“Yeah, sure.” He could afford it after all so he handed the man a note after getting his wallet out.
“It’s just through the door, down the stairs and through the door on the right. If anyone asks tell Jussi sent you.”
“Thanks.” Ben smiled, his heart fluttering as he got up, heading towards this mysterious door. Through it was a small corridor with two doors on one side and some stairs leading down. The doors had small signs on them, with writing both in Finnish and English, denoting one as a storeroom and the other as employees only.
He made his way down the stairs and there was another short corridor, with a door on the left as well as the right and one at the end. Remembering the bartender’s words he pushed open the door to the right, stepping into the room beyond.
What he found inside wasn’t what he’d expected at all.
There were four figures in the middle of the room and he wasn’t sure if they were statues or people. Either way they were covered in a layer of black rubber and both pairs of figures were in sexual poses. The first pair had one on all fours, with the second person behind them as if they were fucking. The second pair were standing, with one of them in a chokehold.
All four of them were perfectly still, which made him think that they were statues, or mannequins, or even just figures made entirely of rubber. There was something intriguing about them and he found himself unable to look away from them. He knew that rubber was a kink for some people, but he’d never really understood the appeal until looking at these figures.
He was torn away from his thoughts by someone speaking in a language he didn’t understand, presumably Finnish. He looked to his left and there was the man he’d seen coming down, dressed in tight black clothes with short silver hair. It was clearly dyed as he had a rather youthful face, with eyeshadow around his eyes.
“I’m sorry, I don’t speak Finnish.” Ben replied, feeling his cheeks flush slightly and he wasn’t sure if it was embarrassment at not speaking the language or because of how pretty this man was.
“Oh don’t apologise.” He spoke in accented English with a friendly smile. “I was just saying that there’s something arousing about them isn’t there? Almost hypnotic.”
“Yeah…” Ben replied, slightly surprised at how open he was to say that. Then again if Danny was here he’d have probably said something far, far lewder. He looked back at the figures. “I have to admit, this wasn’t what I was expecting to see.”
“Oh?” He glanced at the man again, his eyebrow raised slightly.
“Yeah.” Ben felt that embarrassment again. “I just asked the bartender what was going on down here and he just said there was an exhibit without context.”
The man chuckled softly, shaking his head in clear amusement. “No wonder you didn’t expect to see this! I hope you enjoy the sight.” He offered him a soft smile. “But where are my manners, I’m Pi.”
“Ben.” He replied with a smile of his own. “It’s nice to meet you.” He looked back at the rubber figures, lowering his voice a little. “So I’m guessing you know more about these than I do. Are these like… statues or mannequins or something?”
“Or something.” Pi replied, even though it wasn’t a reply at all. Ben let the words linger, considering what they could mean as he looked at the rubber figures. And then he heard Pi’s voice whisper in his ear. “I hear they are men in there, men who have been… troublesome.”
Ben examined the rubber figures again. Sure it looked like there could be someone beneath the rubber, but they were just so incredibly still. Of course he knew nothing about rubber suits, so maybe there was something in them that could cause that, but…
“I know rubber.” Pi whispered and Ben saw his hand reach out towards the nearest figure, the man on all fours. “My band wears it a lot and I can tell how good quality this is.” His hand stopped, about an inch from the rubber man’s shoulder. “I wonder what it would be like, to be fully encased like this.”
Ben swallowed and he had to admit, he was curious as well, especially now Pi had said the words. Ben had always valued his privacy in encounters, unlike Danny and Cameron, so maybe a rubber suit like this, concealing his face would be good for him. Maybe when he got back home he’d call Darran from Funeral, ask him where it would be a good place to find one. Or perhaps his new companion would know somewhere.
Suddenly Pi’s hand was slapped away, followed by growled words. “Don’t touch the exhibits.” Ben hadn’t even heard the other man approach, but there he was, dressed all in black with long dark hair and sunglasses covering his eyes.
“Of course Herra, sorry.” Pi apologised and Ben wondered what that word meant. Was it this man’s name?
The man grunted in response, then turned his attention to Ben. Although he couldn’t see them it felt like his eyes were staring into him. “And who are you? I don’t know you.”
“I’m Ben. Jussi said it was ok for me to come down here to see the exhibit.” It felt like he was stammering over his words, something about this man made him nervous.
“Oh he did, did he?” His expression changed slightly, his lip quirking into a smirk. “Well I’m Jyrki and this is my exhibition.” He gestured around the room and it was only then that Ben realised there was more to it. On the walls there were photographs, also of the rubber clad figures, only in different poses and there was also another one in the corner of the room hanging from the ceiling upside down. “What do you think? I bet your prudish English self has never seen anything like this hmm?”
Part of Ben felt he should be offended by that, even though he was right. “You’re right, I’ve not seen anything like this before.” Would he have even come done here knowing this was what he’d see? “It’s very…”
“Very what?”
Ben felt his cheeks heat up again. “It’s very hot. Sexy. Arousing.”
Jyrki chuckled, his smirk turning into a grin, obviously pleased by the response. “Good, seems you’re just as much a degenerate as Pi here.” Ben wasn’t sure if that was meant as a compliment or not, but he chose to believe it was. “So what’s he been telling you hmm?”
“That there’s actually people inside the suits.” Ben wasn’t sure why he answered so freely, it was like he couldn’t stop himself. “Is that true?”
He turned his head slightly, as if shooting a look at Pi. “It is. How does that make you feel?”
Ben swallowed as he looked at them for a few moments longer, before replying. “It makes me feel curious. About what it’s like inside the rubber, about how they’re so still. About who is in there.”
Jyrki snorted in response, causing Ben to look back at him. “That last question is unimportant, all you need to know is that they’re much more useful in this state. As for the others… I can sate your curiosity.” Ben had a feeling the other man was examining him, even though he couldn’t see his eyes. Fuck, why was that making him hard? “If you want to know then you will come with me. Or you can always go back up to the bar and drink while you think on what you’ve seen here.”
Ben wasn’t quite sure what he was being offered, but he could guess. He could also sense the challenge in his voice, like he didn’t expect a guy like him to take him up on the offer. Of course he should just leave, after all he was in a strange place and didn’t know this guy. On the other hand he was intrigued and this whole trip was about adventure after all.
“Alright. Lead on.”
Jyrki seemed impressed for a moment and he nodded, glancing at Pi. “You can come too.” And with that he turned and led them back into the corridor. The pair of them followed and he stopped to lock the door once it was closed, before leading them to the door at the end of the corridor, unlocking that and pushing the door open.
As soon as he entered the room his eyes went wide. It was clearly some sort of sex dungeon, with a pair of beds, restraints, toys, cages and things he didn’t even know what they were.
“If you want to leave this is your last chance.” Jyrki spoke in his silky voice and he could feel his eyes on him as he said the words.
Ben took it all in again, then shook his head. “I’m gonna stay. What do you want me to do?”
He reached up, gripping Ben’s chin and looking him in the eyes. “You’re a stranger to me, so this is to see if you will do as you’re told. If I’m satisfied, then you can see the process at work.” He nodded to where Pi was standing. “On him.”
The other man let out a soft gasp, though Ben couldn’t see him, too focussed on Jyrki. He wasn’t sure what he meant by process exactly, maybe wearing rubber was more complicated than he thought. All Ben could do was nod and Jyrki smirked again.
“From now on you will do what I say and you will call me Herra. I don’t expect you to say anything else.” He paused for a few moments, allowing the words to sink in. “But if you say riff then this all ends. Understand?”
“Yes Herra.” Ben whispered softly and Jyrki seemed satisfied, letting go of his chin, striding across the room and taking a seat in a black leather chair.
“Strip and put your clothes in there.” He pointed to a basket in the corner and Ben nodded, starting to undress. “As for you.” He turned his attention to Pi. “I already know what a degenerate whore you are. You just get to watch. But if you so much as rub your crotch I’ll throw you out.”
“Yes Herra.” Pi replied, moving to stand again as the wall. Ben couldn’t help but wonder what there relationship was, as Pi didn’t seem fazed by any of this. Had he been here before, fucked or maybe restrained? Or both?
Ben shook the thought from his head, focussing instead on undressing.
Once he dropped the last of his clothes in the basket he walked over to stand in front of Jyrki, his hands by his sides. He felt a slight flush of embarrassment to be stood like this, naked in front of a man he’d just met.
Jyrki removed his sunglasses, hooking them to the neckline of his tee and Ben felt him leer at him with his intense eyes. He made some comment in Finnish, which made Ben’s cheeks flush even though he had no idea what was said. He made a circular motion with his fingers and Ben took the hint, turning around on the spot so that the other man could see him from all angles.
When he was facing him again, Jyrki nodded before speaking, this time in English. “I see my exhibit really excited you.“ Ben felt his gaze on his erection and he nodded, biting his lip. “I guess we should deal with your little worm first.” Jyrki nodded to the floor. “On your knees.”
Ben obeyed, his knees meeting the stone floor and he bit back the slight pain. Jyrki adjusted his stance, stretching his leg out, presenting him with a booted foot. “You are going to jerk yourself off, then lick your pathetic load off my boot. You have two minutes, if you don’t then I’ll crush your balls with my boot until you’re soft.”
“Yes Herra.” Ben reached down, taking his dick in hand as he spoke in Finnish again. Then Pi started to speak words in Finnish, which Ben guessed was a countdown. He quickly started to stroke himself, angling for the sole of his shoe.
He knew he should probably feel humiliated by this, but it actually was giving him such a rush. Then there was the way Jyrki was looking at him. His intense eyes felt like they were boring into his soul, which was a mix between hot and scary at the same time.
He gasped as he stroked himself faster, his hips thrusting to meet his hand movements,
He had a feeling he wasn’t the first that the man had bought here, that so many others had been on his knees for him. He wondered if Pi had been one of them and he felt certain from how he acted that he was.
A shiver ran through him and he let out a low groan as he came, shooting his load over the man’s shoe. He didn’t wait to catch his breath, instead ducking his head down and extending his tongue to lick his cum off the sole of the man’s boot.
He’d never done this before. Like rubber he knew that it was a kink, but it wasn’t something he’d ever participated in. Now that he was doing it though, his tongue working between the rigid of his boot, he got it. This was hot and part of him filed that information in the back of his brain to act on another time.
When he was done he leaned back and Jyrki raised his hand, Pi stopping the count that he’d been doing. He lifted his boot up, angling it to the other man. “Well, is his filth off my boot?”
There was a pause and Ben didn’t dare look back at the other man. “Yes Herra, it’s like he never came.”
“Good.” Jyrki smirked, setting the boot back on the floor. “Stand.”
As Ben got to his feet he saw Jyrki reach for something next to the chair, grabbing a piece of metal. He wasn’t sure exactly what it was and he watched as he opened it up, bought it between his legs and closed it around his cock. It was a snug fit and something about that excited him, though he felt he couldn’t get hard with this on. “There, now I don’t have to see your pathetic work again.” Jyrki smirked as he said the words, which made Ben shiver. Why was the humiliation of those words getting to him.
He reached up, rubbing his thumb over his lips. “Mmm I bet your pretty lips will look nice around my cock.” Ben shivered at the promise behind the words and he had to resist the urge to suck on his thumb. “But that will have to wait. Get back on your knees and stay there.”
“Yes Herra.” Ben whispered, voice soft as he descended to his knees.
As he did Jyrki got up, going over to Pi, gripping his face by the chin. “I want you naked by the time I get back.”
“Yes Herra.” Pi’s voice was almost as shaky as his was. Jyrki let it go, then turned and left the room, his boots sounding on the stone floor.
As soon as the other man let go Pi started to underdress, removing his sweater, then tee, dropping them in the same basket as Ben’s clothes. He said nothing as he unzipped his flies, pushing his leather trousers and underwear down, removing his shoes as soon as they were off. In moments he was naked, standing tin front of him with his hands behind his back.
He was fully hard, with a decent sized cock and there was a part of Ben that wanted to go over and suck him off. The thought made him flush and he bit his lip.
He had a feeling Pi caught him looking as the other man whispered. “In any other circumstance I’d love to sample those pretty lips of yours. Hopefully there’ll be another time.”
Ben nodded but before he could say anything Jyrki returned. He expected that the man was going to get a rubber suit, but instead all he had was a small box. “Are you ready for this?” He spoke, looking Pi right in the eyes.
“Yes Herra.” He whispered, sounding breathless in excitement.
Jyrki nodded and Ben couldn’t tell his expression. He told him something in Finnish and Ben wished he knew what it was. When he was done speaking he opened up the box and reached a gloved hand inside. He was sure that his hands weren’t gloved before, so why were they now?
When he removed his hand he rubbed it against Pi’s chest, his touch leaving a thick black smear over his skin. Jyrki’s gloved hand returned to the box and he wiped more of it on Pi’s skin. He did this several times, leaving smears on his belly, his thighs, each of his arms and, finally, his cheek. Then he closed the box and turned to Ben. “Watch.”
That was all he said as he left the room, no doubt returning it to where he’d gotten it from.
While he was gone Ben looked at Pi. He felt pretty confused by the whole thing. Why had Pi been so excited about being covered in a few smears of what must be some kind of liquid rubber? Maybe it was some kind of odd ritual or something. After all he wasn’t too familiar with Finnish stuff, so maybe this was…
He lost his train of thought, blinking as he looked at Pi. The smear on his chest had gotten bigger.
This wasn’t the kind of bigger that he would have expected though, it wasn’t dripping down his chest due to gravity. No, this had spread upwards and it was now covering his left nipple. The bottom of the smear had also spread, so that it was almost meeting that which was on his belly.
As he looked at the other areas he saw that h they had also spread. His left arm look fully encircled, while his right now stretched towards his hand. Both of his thighs were now covered in black, the smears visibly spreading lower. Then the one on his chin had now spread to cover his neck.
“What the…” Ben whispered, unable to stop himself as his eyes went wide.
“Sexy isn’t it?” Jyrki spoke and he’d not even realised the man had returned. He resumed his place on his seat, his fingers gripping Ben’s hair making sure he was looking at Pi, as if he could look anywhere else.
“I… what is it?”
The fingers in his hair tightened, pulling his hair sharply. “I’m not here to answer your questions. Now answer mine and remember your place.”
Ben nodded, gasping as he relaxed his hold. He looked at Pi, watching as the rubber spread even faster. Most of his legs were covered in it, as were his arms and chest. He wasn’t sure what was going on, but it was strangely hot to watch. “It is Herra.” He replied softly and Jyrki just chuckled, not saying anything else.
In only a matter of minutes Pi was covered from the neck down, the rubber making his body look smooth and shiny. It was only when the rest of him was covered that it spread across his face and then man let out a soft groan as it did so,
And then he was gone, his entire head covered in rubber and he looked just like the figures from the other room.
Ben had so many questions, but he didn’t dare voice them. He wasn’t sure where he’d even start if he could, but the sight of Pi like that was so… sexy.
“The degenerate whore I’d now completely under my control.” Jyrki spoke again, breaking the silence that had fallen. “I could tell him to do anything and he would do it, not that that’s saying all that much.” He laughed and Ben squirmed, his eyes still transfixed by the shiny rubber. “I could tell him to join the exhibits and he would, he would stand and be still and motionless as long as I wanted. How does that make you feel?”
“It’s… hot Herra.” Ben whispered and part of him wondered what it was like inside there. There was another part of him though, which surprised him, a part that wanted to be the one telling him what to do.
“It is isn’t it? Seeing the process happen is always such a turn on.” The grip on his hair tightened again. “It’s time for you to make use of those pretty lips of yours.”
“Yes Herra.” He forced himself to look away, turning to face the other man, who was smirking. His hand went between his legs, pulling down the zipper of his fly, freeing his cock, making him gasp.
Like Pi was he was already hard, but he was much bigger, one of the biggest cocks he’d even seen. “Bigger than you’re used to slut?” Ben felt himself flush and he nodded, earning a chuckle from the other.
“I can take it Herra.” Jyrki pulled him closer towards it and he parted his lips, ready to get to work.
The way it made his lips stretch felt so good and he took him down as best he could. He could manage about half way on the first try, so he pulled back, flicked his tongue against his head, before diving back down again. This time he managed to take him even further, letting out a choked groan at the feeling.
It took him four tries for him to get his lips wrapped around the base and he felt tears in his eyes as he choked on it. It felt so amazing though and he stayed there as long as he could.
After a few moments he had to pull back, taking a deep breath of air through his nose, glancing at Jyrki, who looked impressed. Ben felt proud by that and started to bob up and down along his dick, wanting to please him the best he could. He twirled his tongue around his head whenever he pulled back and when he dived down he squeezed his lips.
“I’m sure a dirty little slut like you doesn’t need to be told, but I expect you to swallow.” Jyrki’s words were slightly breathless, his fingers gripping his hair tighter again. Ben wasn’t able to nod and hew didn’t want to pull off him, so he just kept sucking.
It took three more bobs of his head for the other man to tighten his hold and hold him in place, followed by his cum shooting down his throat. He swallowed it down hungrily and, only when Jyrki’s fingers went slack, did he slip off his dick.
For a few moments the only sound was them both catching their breath, then Jyrki reached down and tucked himself away, zipping his flies back up. “You did better than I expected.” His thumb rubbed across his lips. “You may ask a question.”
So many filled his head, but only one bubbled to the surface. “Is Pi going to become an exhibit?”
Jyrki laughed softly, shaking his head. “No. Perhaps he will in the future, but not today. My exhibits are men who have no value. There are plenty of those, ones who are selfish, who have screwed people over, who deserve to be hidden away forever.” As he said the words there was one man that came to his mind, who fit the description perfectly. Denis. “You have someone like that don’t you?”
“Yes.” He replied, voice soft and he shook himself from thinking further about him. “I mean, yes Herra.”
“Hmm. You will tell me about this person once we were done here.” Ben found himself nodding and he wasn’t sure why. He’d never told anyone the full extent of what Ben had done, not even to his band, so why would he tell him. “But now…”
Jyrki rose from his seat, heading over to Pi in a few quick strides. He placed something against his head, whispering in something that Ben couldn’t hear and then he stepped back from him.
Pi suddenly moved, pulling the hood off his head, a sharp intake of breath leaving his lips as he did. The rubber suit then split down the middle of his chest and it fell away, until it was in a heap at his feet. If he didn’t know any better Ben would have thought it was just an ordinary rubber suit. He said something else to Pi, who nodded, his eyes slightly glassy. “Get dressed and then get a drink.” He petted his side, then returned to Ben, pulling him to his feet by his hair. His fingers deftly undid the metal around his cock, tossing it on his seat. “Get dressed and take him upstairs, then we will talk further.”
“Yes Herra.” Ben whispered and went to join Pi getting dressed. He noticed his new friend looked a bit unsteady and his lips were wet with drool. He was definitely going to ask him questions about what happened to him and what it was like in there. But for now he could definitely use that drink.
He was definitely glad he’d decided to come out here on his adventure. And he had a feeling that it was only just beginning.
Pairing: Ben Bruce/Jyrki, Pi Stoffers
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Rubber, boot kink
Notes: ok so I thought if two vague Ben prequel ideas and decided to go with this one, but it kinda got away from me a little bit. Oops. Partially inspired by this art?. (I really need a Ben icon) hopefully I’ll do one of my WIPs next before being distracted by the sequel idea to this or a Sleep Token thing (which is definitely happening)
The one bad thing about being a touring musician, at least in Ben’s opinion, was that you never actually got to see anything of the places you’d visit. Between travel, setting up, sound check, shows and meeting fans, there really wasn’t much of a chance to see anything.
So now that he had left Asking, at least for a bit, he’d decided to change that.
He’d made a list of places they’d visited, then used a random up number generator to decide on his first location.
And that’s how he ended up here, in Helsinki in Finland. Thankfully he’d timed his visit for the summer so it wasn’t cold, which meant he’d be able to explore the city. After spending a few days sightseeing, visiting the market and some of the museums, he’d decided it was time to sample the city’s nightlife.
He’d ended up visiting The Riff, a bar that the guys had told him about when they toured here. It was a nice place, keeping with the theme of the name there were various records on the walls. At his position at the bar he could see a wall of Polaroid photos and he recognised some of the people in them, including some of the idiots from his own band.
He smiled at the sight, feeling a little wistful as he took a swig from his drink. He hadn’t been out of the band for very long, not even a year, but he did miss them. He missed their antics, their dumb jokes, but most importantly he missed their company. He let out a sigh, finishing his drink and he was about to ask for another when he saw a guy head towards a back door.
He’d seen people go in and out that door all night. At first he’d assumed it was to the bathrooms, but then he’d saw someone go into the actual toilets through a completely different door. They weren’t staff either, at least they didn’t appear to be, instead they seemed to be customers. In fact that last guy didn’t even get a drink, just went straight through.
He waved over the bartender who smiled broadly at him. “Want another drink?”
“Actually…” Curiosity had gotten the better of him so he decided to ask. “I was just wandering, what’s the deal with people going through that door?” He nodded his head in that direction, not wanting to draw too much attention by pointing.
The bartender looked over where he was indicating and then grinned. “Oh that. My friend has a special exhibit downstairs.” That only increased his curiosity. Maybe it was some sort of new up and coming artist or something, but why hold an exhibit at a bar? And why wasn’t there any indications of it at the bar? Then again, perhaps it was the first day, or some sort of exclusive preview. “Would you like to see?”
He had no idea what this was going to be, but part of the reason for doing this was to experience new things. “Yeah, ok.”
The bartender grinned and clapped his hands together. “It’s meant to be exclusive, so I’m going to have to charge, but I like you. How’s €10 sound?”
“Yeah, sure.” He could afford it after all so he handed the man a note after getting his wallet out.
“It’s just through the door, down the stairs and through the door on the right. If anyone asks tell Jussi sent you.”
“Thanks.” Ben smiled, his heart fluttering as he got up, heading towards this mysterious door. Through it was a small corridor with two doors on one side and some stairs leading down. The doors had small signs on them, with writing both in Finnish and English, denoting one as a storeroom and the other as employees only.
He made his way down the stairs and there was another short corridor, with a door on the left as well as the right and one at the end. Remembering the bartender’s words he pushed open the door to the right, stepping into the room beyond.
What he found inside wasn’t what he’d expected at all.
There were four figures in the middle of the room and he wasn’t sure if they were statues or people. Either way they were covered in a layer of black rubber and both pairs of figures were in sexual poses. The first pair had one on all fours, with the second person behind them as if they were fucking. The second pair were standing, with one of them in a chokehold.
All four of them were perfectly still, which made him think that they were statues, or mannequins, or even just figures made entirely of rubber. There was something intriguing about them and he found himself unable to look away from them. He knew that rubber was a kink for some people, but he’d never really understood the appeal until looking at these figures.
He was torn away from his thoughts by someone speaking in a language he didn’t understand, presumably Finnish. He looked to his left and there was the man he’d seen coming down, dressed in tight black clothes with short silver hair. It was clearly dyed as he had a rather youthful face, with eyeshadow around his eyes.
“I’m sorry, I don’t speak Finnish.” Ben replied, feeling his cheeks flush slightly and he wasn’t sure if it was embarrassment at not speaking the language or because of how pretty this man was.
“Oh don’t apologise.” He spoke in accented English with a friendly smile. “I was just saying that there’s something arousing about them isn’t there? Almost hypnotic.”
“Yeah…” Ben replied, slightly surprised at how open he was to say that. Then again if Danny was here he’d have probably said something far, far lewder. He looked back at the figures. “I have to admit, this wasn’t what I was expecting to see.”
“Oh?” He glanced at the man again, his eyebrow raised slightly.
“Yeah.” Ben felt that embarrassment again. “I just asked the bartender what was going on down here and he just said there was an exhibit without context.”
The man chuckled softly, shaking his head in clear amusement. “No wonder you didn’t expect to see this! I hope you enjoy the sight.” He offered him a soft smile. “But where are my manners, I’m Pi.”
“Ben.” He replied with a smile of his own. “It’s nice to meet you.” He looked back at the rubber figures, lowering his voice a little. “So I’m guessing you know more about these than I do. Are these like… statues or mannequins or something?”
“Or something.” Pi replied, even though it wasn’t a reply at all. Ben let the words linger, considering what they could mean as he looked at the rubber figures. And then he heard Pi’s voice whisper in his ear. “I hear they are men in there, men who have been… troublesome.”
Ben examined the rubber figures again. Sure it looked like there could be someone beneath the rubber, but they were just so incredibly still. Of course he knew nothing about rubber suits, so maybe there was something in them that could cause that, but…
“I know rubber.” Pi whispered and Ben saw his hand reach out towards the nearest figure, the man on all fours. “My band wears it a lot and I can tell how good quality this is.” His hand stopped, about an inch from the rubber man’s shoulder. “I wonder what it would be like, to be fully encased like this.”
Ben swallowed and he had to admit, he was curious as well, especially now Pi had said the words. Ben had always valued his privacy in encounters, unlike Danny and Cameron, so maybe a rubber suit like this, concealing his face would be good for him. Maybe when he got back home he’d call Darran from Funeral, ask him where it would be a good place to find one. Or perhaps his new companion would know somewhere.
Suddenly Pi’s hand was slapped away, followed by growled words. “Don’t touch the exhibits.” Ben hadn’t even heard the other man approach, but there he was, dressed all in black with long dark hair and sunglasses covering his eyes.
“Of course Herra, sorry.” Pi apologised and Ben wondered what that word meant. Was it this man’s name?
The man grunted in response, then turned his attention to Ben. Although he couldn’t see them it felt like his eyes were staring into him. “And who are you? I don’t know you.”
“I’m Ben. Jussi said it was ok for me to come down here to see the exhibit.” It felt like he was stammering over his words, something about this man made him nervous.
“Oh he did, did he?” His expression changed slightly, his lip quirking into a smirk. “Well I’m Jyrki and this is my exhibition.” He gestured around the room and it was only then that Ben realised there was more to it. On the walls there were photographs, also of the rubber clad figures, only in different poses and there was also another one in the corner of the room hanging from the ceiling upside down. “What do you think? I bet your prudish English self has never seen anything like this hmm?”
Part of Ben felt he should be offended by that, even though he was right. “You’re right, I’ve not seen anything like this before.” Would he have even come done here knowing this was what he’d see? “It’s very…”
“Very what?”
Ben felt his cheeks heat up again. “It’s very hot. Sexy. Arousing.”
Jyrki chuckled, his smirk turning into a grin, obviously pleased by the response. “Good, seems you’re just as much a degenerate as Pi here.” Ben wasn’t sure if that was meant as a compliment or not, but he chose to believe it was. “So what’s he been telling you hmm?”
“That there’s actually people inside the suits.” Ben wasn’t sure why he answered so freely, it was like he couldn’t stop himself. “Is that true?”
He turned his head slightly, as if shooting a look at Pi. “It is. How does that make you feel?”
Ben swallowed as he looked at them for a few moments longer, before replying. “It makes me feel curious. About what it’s like inside the rubber, about how they’re so still. About who is in there.”
Jyrki snorted in response, causing Ben to look back at him. “That last question is unimportant, all you need to know is that they’re much more useful in this state. As for the others… I can sate your curiosity.” Ben had a feeling the other man was examining him, even though he couldn’t see his eyes. Fuck, why was that making him hard? “If you want to know then you will come with me. Or you can always go back up to the bar and drink while you think on what you’ve seen here.”
Ben wasn’t quite sure what he was being offered, but he could guess. He could also sense the challenge in his voice, like he didn’t expect a guy like him to take him up on the offer. Of course he should just leave, after all he was in a strange place and didn’t know this guy. On the other hand he was intrigued and this whole trip was about adventure after all.
“Alright. Lead on.”
Jyrki seemed impressed for a moment and he nodded, glancing at Pi. “You can come too.” And with that he turned and led them back into the corridor. The pair of them followed and he stopped to lock the door once it was closed, before leading them to the door at the end of the corridor, unlocking that and pushing the door open.
As soon as he entered the room his eyes went wide. It was clearly some sort of sex dungeon, with a pair of beds, restraints, toys, cages and things he didn’t even know what they were.
“If you want to leave this is your last chance.” Jyrki spoke in his silky voice and he could feel his eyes on him as he said the words.
Ben took it all in again, then shook his head. “I’m gonna stay. What do you want me to do?”
He reached up, gripping Ben’s chin and looking him in the eyes. “You’re a stranger to me, so this is to see if you will do as you’re told. If I’m satisfied, then you can see the process at work.” He nodded to where Pi was standing. “On him.”
The other man let out a soft gasp, though Ben couldn’t see him, too focussed on Jyrki. He wasn’t sure what he meant by process exactly, maybe wearing rubber was more complicated than he thought. All Ben could do was nod and Jyrki smirked again.
“From now on you will do what I say and you will call me Herra. I don’t expect you to say anything else.” He paused for a few moments, allowing the words to sink in. “But if you say riff then this all ends. Understand?”
“Yes Herra.” Ben whispered softly and Jyrki seemed satisfied, letting go of his chin, striding across the room and taking a seat in a black leather chair.
“Strip and put your clothes in there.” He pointed to a basket in the corner and Ben nodded, starting to undress. “As for you.” He turned his attention to Pi. “I already know what a degenerate whore you are. You just get to watch. But if you so much as rub your crotch I’ll throw you out.”
“Yes Herra.” Pi replied, moving to stand again as the wall. Ben couldn’t help but wonder what there relationship was, as Pi didn’t seem fazed by any of this. Had he been here before, fucked or maybe restrained? Or both?
Ben shook the thought from his head, focussing instead on undressing.
Once he dropped the last of his clothes in the basket he walked over to stand in front of Jyrki, his hands by his sides. He felt a slight flush of embarrassment to be stood like this, naked in front of a man he’d just met.
Jyrki removed his sunglasses, hooking them to the neckline of his tee and Ben felt him leer at him with his intense eyes. He made some comment in Finnish, which made Ben’s cheeks flush even though he had no idea what was said. He made a circular motion with his fingers and Ben took the hint, turning around on the spot so that the other man could see him from all angles.
When he was facing him again, Jyrki nodded before speaking, this time in English. “I see my exhibit really excited you.“ Ben felt his gaze on his erection and he nodded, biting his lip. “I guess we should deal with your little worm first.” Jyrki nodded to the floor. “On your knees.”
Ben obeyed, his knees meeting the stone floor and he bit back the slight pain. Jyrki adjusted his stance, stretching his leg out, presenting him with a booted foot. “You are going to jerk yourself off, then lick your pathetic load off my boot. You have two minutes, if you don’t then I’ll crush your balls with my boot until you’re soft.”
“Yes Herra.” Ben reached down, taking his dick in hand as he spoke in Finnish again. Then Pi started to speak words in Finnish, which Ben guessed was a countdown. He quickly started to stroke himself, angling for the sole of his shoe.
He knew he should probably feel humiliated by this, but it actually was giving him such a rush. Then there was the way Jyrki was looking at him. His intense eyes felt like they were boring into his soul, which was a mix between hot and scary at the same time.
He gasped as he stroked himself faster, his hips thrusting to meet his hand movements,
He had a feeling he wasn’t the first that the man had bought here, that so many others had been on his knees for him. He wondered if Pi had been one of them and he felt certain from how he acted that he was.
A shiver ran through him and he let out a low groan as he came, shooting his load over the man’s shoe. He didn’t wait to catch his breath, instead ducking his head down and extending his tongue to lick his cum off the sole of the man’s boot.
He’d never done this before. Like rubber he knew that it was a kink, but it wasn’t something he’d ever participated in. Now that he was doing it though, his tongue working between the rigid of his boot, he got it. This was hot and part of him filed that information in the back of his brain to act on another time.
When he was done he leaned back and Jyrki raised his hand, Pi stopping the count that he’d been doing. He lifted his boot up, angling it to the other man. “Well, is his filth off my boot?”
There was a pause and Ben didn’t dare look back at the other man. “Yes Herra, it’s like he never came.”
“Good.” Jyrki smirked, setting the boot back on the floor. “Stand.”
As Ben got to his feet he saw Jyrki reach for something next to the chair, grabbing a piece of metal. He wasn’t sure exactly what it was and he watched as he opened it up, bought it between his legs and closed it around his cock. It was a snug fit and something about that excited him, though he felt he couldn’t get hard with this on. “There, now I don’t have to see your pathetic work again.” Jyrki smirked as he said the words, which made Ben shiver. Why was the humiliation of those words getting to him.
He reached up, rubbing his thumb over his lips. “Mmm I bet your pretty lips will look nice around my cock.” Ben shivered at the promise behind the words and he had to resist the urge to suck on his thumb. “But that will have to wait. Get back on your knees and stay there.”
“Yes Herra.” Ben whispered, voice soft as he descended to his knees.
As he did Jyrki got up, going over to Pi, gripping his face by the chin. “I want you naked by the time I get back.”
“Yes Herra.” Pi’s voice was almost as shaky as his was. Jyrki let it go, then turned and left the room, his boots sounding on the stone floor.
As soon as the other man let go Pi started to underdress, removing his sweater, then tee, dropping them in the same basket as Ben’s clothes. He said nothing as he unzipped his flies, pushing his leather trousers and underwear down, removing his shoes as soon as they were off. In moments he was naked, standing tin front of him with his hands behind his back.
He was fully hard, with a decent sized cock and there was a part of Ben that wanted to go over and suck him off. The thought made him flush and he bit his lip.
He had a feeling Pi caught him looking as the other man whispered. “In any other circumstance I’d love to sample those pretty lips of yours. Hopefully there’ll be another time.”
Ben nodded but before he could say anything Jyrki returned. He expected that the man was going to get a rubber suit, but instead all he had was a small box. “Are you ready for this?” He spoke, looking Pi right in the eyes.
“Yes Herra.” He whispered, sounding breathless in excitement.
Jyrki nodded and Ben couldn’t tell his expression. He told him something in Finnish and Ben wished he knew what it was. When he was done speaking he opened up the box and reached a gloved hand inside. He was sure that his hands weren’t gloved before, so why were they now?
When he removed his hand he rubbed it against Pi’s chest, his touch leaving a thick black smear over his skin. Jyrki’s gloved hand returned to the box and he wiped more of it on Pi’s skin. He did this several times, leaving smears on his belly, his thighs, each of his arms and, finally, his cheek. Then he closed the box and turned to Ben. “Watch.”
That was all he said as he left the room, no doubt returning it to where he’d gotten it from.
While he was gone Ben looked at Pi. He felt pretty confused by the whole thing. Why had Pi been so excited about being covered in a few smears of what must be some kind of liquid rubber? Maybe it was some kind of odd ritual or something. After all he wasn’t too familiar with Finnish stuff, so maybe this was…
He lost his train of thought, blinking as he looked at Pi. The smear on his chest had gotten bigger.
This wasn’t the kind of bigger that he would have expected though, it wasn’t dripping down his chest due to gravity. No, this had spread upwards and it was now covering his left nipple. The bottom of the smear had also spread, so that it was almost meeting that which was on his belly.
As he looked at the other areas he saw that h they had also spread. His left arm look fully encircled, while his right now stretched towards his hand. Both of his thighs were now covered in black, the smears visibly spreading lower. Then the one on his chin had now spread to cover his neck.
“What the…” Ben whispered, unable to stop himself as his eyes went wide.
“Sexy isn’t it?” Jyrki spoke and he’d not even realised the man had returned. He resumed his place on his seat, his fingers gripping Ben’s hair making sure he was looking at Pi, as if he could look anywhere else.
“I… what is it?”
The fingers in his hair tightened, pulling his hair sharply. “I’m not here to answer your questions. Now answer mine and remember your place.”
Ben nodded, gasping as he relaxed his hold. He looked at Pi, watching as the rubber spread even faster. Most of his legs were covered in it, as were his arms and chest. He wasn’t sure what was going on, but it was strangely hot to watch. “It is Herra.” He replied softly and Jyrki just chuckled, not saying anything else.
In only a matter of minutes Pi was covered from the neck down, the rubber making his body look smooth and shiny. It was only when the rest of him was covered that it spread across his face and then man let out a soft groan as it did so,
And then he was gone, his entire head covered in rubber and he looked just like the figures from the other room.
Ben had so many questions, but he didn’t dare voice them. He wasn’t sure where he’d even start if he could, but the sight of Pi like that was so… sexy.
“The degenerate whore I’d now completely under my control.” Jyrki spoke again, breaking the silence that had fallen. “I could tell him to do anything and he would do it, not that that’s saying all that much.” He laughed and Ben squirmed, his eyes still transfixed by the shiny rubber. “I could tell him to join the exhibits and he would, he would stand and be still and motionless as long as I wanted. How does that make you feel?”
“It’s… hot Herra.” Ben whispered and part of him wondered what it was like inside there. There was another part of him though, which surprised him, a part that wanted to be the one telling him what to do.
“It is isn’t it? Seeing the process happen is always such a turn on.” The grip on his hair tightened again. “It’s time for you to make use of those pretty lips of yours.”
“Yes Herra.” He forced himself to look away, turning to face the other man, who was smirking. His hand went between his legs, pulling down the zipper of his fly, freeing his cock, making him gasp.
Like Pi was he was already hard, but he was much bigger, one of the biggest cocks he’d even seen. “Bigger than you’re used to slut?” Ben felt himself flush and he nodded, earning a chuckle from the other.
“I can take it Herra.” Jyrki pulled him closer towards it and he parted his lips, ready to get to work.
The way it made his lips stretch felt so good and he took him down as best he could. He could manage about half way on the first try, so he pulled back, flicked his tongue against his head, before diving back down again. This time he managed to take him even further, letting out a choked groan at the feeling.
It took him four tries for him to get his lips wrapped around the base and he felt tears in his eyes as he choked on it. It felt so amazing though and he stayed there as long as he could.
After a few moments he had to pull back, taking a deep breath of air through his nose, glancing at Jyrki, who looked impressed. Ben felt proud by that and started to bob up and down along his dick, wanting to please him the best he could. He twirled his tongue around his head whenever he pulled back and when he dived down he squeezed his lips.
“I’m sure a dirty little slut like you doesn’t need to be told, but I expect you to swallow.” Jyrki’s words were slightly breathless, his fingers gripping his hair tighter again. Ben wasn’t able to nod and hew didn’t want to pull off him, so he just kept sucking.
It took three more bobs of his head for the other man to tighten his hold and hold him in place, followed by his cum shooting down his throat. He swallowed it down hungrily and, only when Jyrki’s fingers went slack, did he slip off his dick.
For a few moments the only sound was them both catching their breath, then Jyrki reached down and tucked himself away, zipping his flies back up. “You did better than I expected.” His thumb rubbed across his lips. “You may ask a question.”
So many filled his head, but only one bubbled to the surface. “Is Pi going to become an exhibit?”
Jyrki laughed softly, shaking his head. “No. Perhaps he will in the future, but not today. My exhibits are men who have no value. There are plenty of those, ones who are selfish, who have screwed people over, who deserve to be hidden away forever.” As he said the words there was one man that came to his mind, who fit the description perfectly. Denis. “You have someone like that don’t you?”
“Yes.” He replied, voice soft and he shook himself from thinking further about him. “I mean, yes Herra.”
“Hmm. You will tell me about this person once we were done here.” Ben found himself nodding and he wasn’t sure why. He’d never told anyone the full extent of what Ben had done, not even to his band, so why would he tell him. “But now…”
Jyrki rose from his seat, heading over to Pi in a few quick strides. He placed something against his head, whispering in something that Ben couldn’t hear and then he stepped back from him.
Pi suddenly moved, pulling the hood off his head, a sharp intake of breath leaving his lips as he did. The rubber suit then split down the middle of his chest and it fell away, until it was in a heap at his feet. If he didn’t know any better Ben would have thought it was just an ordinary rubber suit. He said something else to Pi, who nodded, his eyes slightly glassy. “Get dressed and then get a drink.” He petted his side, then returned to Ben, pulling him to his feet by his hair. His fingers deftly undid the metal around his cock, tossing it on his seat. “Get dressed and take him upstairs, then we will talk further.”
“Yes Herra.” Ben whispered and went to join Pi getting dressed. He noticed his new friend looked a bit unsteady and his lips were wet with drool. He was definitely going to ask him questions about what happened to him and what it was like in there. But for now he could definitely use that drink.
He was definitely glad he’d decided to come out here on his adventure. And he had a feeling that it was only just beginning.
